Dec 12, 2024

Thoughts on a bus from Mosta to Cirkerwerrra













There was a moment,long ago ,time when people arrived with hope's and dreams. Many LIFE'S Set on miracles.
There was time when missed you some.
Disliked what you did a bit,
IN that,there was a time when l loved you most. 
Saw also there is a time to look around, Me, being Kevin, sail thru the season and tides. 

Sometimes a bit thoughtless, not grasping each moments. Don't you also? Well always pray for the kingdom to come, pray, ask for change.

Sitting in church today, often in such places, here for myself, the truth of my own yearnings, words, because LIFE has different meanings for others.
Like silent prayers.
Perhaps feeling older, also feeling wiser still hope one day....well the two people see everywhere will again meet. 


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Tell me when we meet…How’s Christmas in Heaven?

There is a reason for all these Carols, stupid funny songs. Eggnog, mince pies Santa reindeers and children’s anticipating. Bright lights po...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"